Part 2

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Maybe he did play video games too much.

It was at this moment with Wilbur's eyes closed, and his jugular exposed that the goose took advantage of the opportunity. It sprung at his neck ferociously, biting hard into the carotid artery. It burst, and the streamer's eyes shot open in horror at the undeniably very real, and unhallucinated pain.

He dropped to his knees, clutching at the wound, but it bled too profusely, and there was nothing he could do. He's be dead in moments.

The last sight the Brit ever laid his eyes on was the goose watching him bleed to death, a satisfied look in it's eyes.

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